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The last few weeks are all blending together into a swirly mess that I shall never remember. But life has dealt me a sick day (a day is all I shall I allow this cold to have), plus it is rainy Saturday outside, so I couldn’t possibly go out and do yard work. Hence, I shall take a … Continue reading →

If you’ve ever had a hankering to write something possibly for public consumption, but don’t feel like you can devote the next few months or years of your life to it, I’ve got just the ticket. There’s this thing called the 10-minute play. The “ten.” It’s a real thing. There are entire festivals of these … Continue reading →

Seems like Houston is pretty good at managing problems, but for me these last few days have been pretty problem free, actually. Thanks, Houston. I was invited by members of the Bear Creek Stake in Houston to come spend a few days with them as they staged a youth production of an adaptation of Liken’s “Esther … Continue reading →

Friday, a.k.a. Day 3, a.k.a. my last day being a full-time playwright who even occasionally finds time to playwright. (Fyi, Day 2 is here, Day 1 is here.) But you can’t just willy-nilly jump into the wrighting thing, not even on Day 3 of a trip where very little wrighting has happened thus far. These things take … Continue reading →

Part 2 of 3. Part 1 is here. Part 3 is here. There is no part 4 here. (That’s just blue, underlined text.) If part of being a proper playwright is suffering from deep, internal pain, last night’s fall was a genius move. On awakening for day two of being a playwright, the first thing … Continue reading →

Sometimes I forget about my daily blog that I update religiously every week without fail or so (mostly “or so” lately). But sometimes I remember. … Speaking of ellipses, did you know if you’re on a Mac, you can make ellipses by clicking the option key and the semi-colon keys at the same time? It’s true. To … Continue reading →

I wrote the first 51 pages of the script in four days when I was being all writerly up in the mountains. Back in the real world, however, things progressed a lot slower, on account of all that being in the real world entails. I reached “curtain” on page 105 exactly one month later, on Aug. … Continue reading →